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Chapters (80)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Also by Melissa Hill and published by HQ:
  4. Note to Readers
  5. Dedication
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. Chapter 30
  36. Chapter 31
  37. Chapter 32
  38. Chapter 33
  39. Chapter 34
  40. Chapter 35
  41. Chapter 36
  42. Chapter 37
  43. Chapter 38
  44. Chapter 39
  45. Chapter 40
  46. Chapter 41
  47. Chapter 42
  48. Chapter 43
  49. Chapter 44
  50. Chapter 45
  51. Chapter 46
  52. Chapter 47
  53. Chapter 48
  54. Chapter 49
  55. Chapter 50
  56. Chapter 51
  57. Chapter 52
  58. Chapter 53
  59. Chapter 54
  60. Chapter 55
  61. Chapter 56
  62. Chapter 57
  63. Chapter 58
  64. Chapter 59
  65. Chapter 60
  66. Chapter 61
  67. Chapter 62
  68. Chapter 63
  69. Chapter 64
  70. Chapter 65
  71. Chapter 66
  72. Chapter 67
  73. Chapter 68
  74. Chapter 69
  75. Chapter 70
  76. Chapter 71
  77. Keep Reading
  78. Prologue
  79. Chapter 1
  80. About the Publisher

Twelve weeks since the injury and he was still reliving that godawful game almost every waking moment. Hell, not even every waking moment. He’d dreamed about it again last night, and it was so real, it was as if it was happening all over again. But no matter how much Ward hoped the dream would change, it always ended the same way.

Failure.

Bernie sat forward. ‘OK, I came here today to run something by you, but now with this … additional development, I don’t think there’s a choice involved. ‘Management’s … not thrilled.’

‘I’m not thrilled either, Bernie. But I didn’t ask for a busted knee to keep me off the team for three months.’

And possibly more now, thanks to that goddamned fall.

‘It’s not just your absence – it’s what’s been going on during that absence too. The board is … concerned.’

Ward sat forward, his eyes wary.

‘Bernie, if there’s one thing you and I both agree on it’s that you never have to toss me a rainbow when you want to give me a hand grenade. There is nobody out there truly concerned about Ward McKenzie – other than you and Coach Lewis.’

‘About your reputation, I mean.’

‘My reputation? I’ve been sitting on the sidelines, bored out of my mind. OK, so I admit I might’ve been going a little overboard on some fun stuff, but it’s no big deal.’

Bernie looked pained when he said, ‘Like that time you had Johnny push you in a wheelchair through Times Square at three in the morning, the two of you half-naked and pumped up on booze and painkillers?’

Ward burst out laughing at the memory of that wild night. ‘He was Forrest and I was Lieutenant Dan.’

‘Doesn’t matter. You can’t do that stuff, make fun of disabled people, I mean.’

‘What the hell, Bernie?’ he said, incredulous. ‘They’re characters … from a movie. What, so even made-up people are getting offended now? And hey, I was using that chair for a while too, and I’m not getting all up on my high horse about it.’

The world truly had gone crazy.

‘I hear you, but that’s how it came across online. And there are way too many examples of similar stuff you’ve done over the years. While once upon a time, your little … stunts were sort of overlooked, the world’s changed, plus you’re older now and supposed to be more mature. A good influence. Fact is, if you want to get back on the ice and keep playing for the Panthers at this stage of your career, you’re going to have to make some changes.’ Bernie peered at him. ‘And maybe use a razor now and again and get a haircut. You look like shit.’